Spring 6th, 507 year AV Arette "I am the black in the shadow by your bedside." Appearance "What are you staring at?" "A mirror." Full Name: Arette Race: Symenestra (half breed) Gender: Female. Age: 18. Height: 6 feet. Weight: 140 pounds. Profession: Slave Housing: A place in Tent City. Fluent: Common Basic: Symenos -A veil of silver hair, short and well kept. -Deep and bright golden eyes -Smooth pale skin with delicate gray veins underneath -Elongated arms -Black claws -Fangs Personality Looks are only skin deep, look beyond the flesh. Likes: Books, Solitude, Alcohol, Laz. Dislikes: Noise, Crowd, Tobacco. -Hot-tempered Arette looks like she could blow up a whole town when she gets mad. -Studious She is the very definition of what you would call a bookworm. -Gloomy Most of the time, she looks like a lost ghost. -Meek She's vulnerable to most. History Looks are only skin deep, look beyond the flesh. Arette didn't remember a thing. She opened her eyes and found herself chained to a chair. She trained and fought everyday in order to match the standard of her owner. She was not the type to be a moving vase of flower. She was more of a warrior: a sad, meek and stubborn one. The young symenestra roboticly followed her owner around as a ghost, listened blindly to different kind of orders until she broke and slumped into a heap. One day, her owner sold her to an unknown Ethaefal, and her fate begun to change. |